We all are the profit in all the graveyards It's a message for the killers of Tupac and D
A message for the killers of Martin and Tuki I close my eyes and let my spirit guide me
As I burn up the city in the Lamborghini Knowing the shadow of death is right behind me
La-dee-da-dee, that's just a party We don't cause trouble, just kill Illuminati
Still remember what my papa told me Still remember what my papa told me